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I WAS WORRIED SICK. I don't even know why, but something was telling me that something wasn't right. I don't even enjoy the presence of Banks, so why was I worrying so much over him? It's not like he's really done anything that interesting that would cause me to grown concerned for him, he's still same hockey loving Adam Banks. Nothing has changed as far as I'm concerned.
The game ended, twelve to one. It was disappointing to see, especially for the first game I've ever been to. There was, as expected, a lot of checking. What I didn't expect was the amount of unfair play from the Iceland team, the referees didn't seem to catch anything that they did. Team USA tried their hardest to catch up, but the Iceland team just kept beating them over and over again. It was brutal and painful for those who came to watch the match.
The teams went into their respective locker rooms and the crowd slowly left the stadium. The score was left on their minds and I can tell that there were many people who were leaving with disappointment. Laura and I were among those people.
It was quite sad actually because I know from Averman's constant rambling how confident he was that USA would win over Iceland. He had so much faith in his team, he was so sure that they would be put in the newspapers as "The Miracle Team who Beat the Dominating Iceland" and they would be praised for their win. It must've been heartbreaking to the team, just as it was to all who supported them.
Laura and I left the arena with small frowns on our faces. My arms were crossed over my chest and I was looking down and it seemed that Laura was trying to find something positive to think about after the game. She looked stumped but I know that her mind was whirling with what to do. At this point I had shrugged off the jacket and it was laying over my arm. I'll return it to Averman the next time I see him. Well that or when I see one of his teammates, I just hope I remember each of their names.
"We can just think of this as...as a learning experience! The team could learn from their mistakes and try to learn from what Iceland has done and then they can get better! They'll definitely get better!" And there was the girl with the never-ending optimism. Laura was the sun shining whenever we needed it and it was such a wonderful virtue to have.
I just forced a smile on my face and nodded to her sentence, thinking that it did make sense. You can only learn from your mistakes, right? But a feeling of dread still sat in the pit of my stomach and I didn't know what to do about it. I wanted to talk to Kenny and Averman about the game, try to see if I could bring their spirits up somehow. Maybe ice cream could help, ice cream always helps.
